Last night

I enjoyed my cockney dinner. When I'd eaten it I watched the last parts of The Great War. It's quite a mammoth achievement to have watched all twenty-six episodes, but I'm glad I did. It's tragic that so many millions of people were killed or maimed or otherwise suffered greatly for such a pointless and un-necessary war. It was all about the Old Order playing soldiers and using the common man as cannon fodder, and all but killing off the young generation of the day. It's both heartbreaking and thought-provoking. Bed at twenty past nine.